I Don't Like You

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Vic and Charlene finally regain consciousness. Their eyes wander from each other to the confined darkness. It takes a few moments, but their eyes eventually adjust to the darkness of...wherever they are.

V: "Char, are you alright?"

C: "Yeah, what about you?"

V: "I'm ok."

Vic stumbled around in the dark, trying to find some source of light. He eventually found a light switch and flicked it on. The room lit up. However, sitting in a small chair in the corner, arms folded on her lap, was Leta.

L: "Hello Victor. Nice to see that you finally decided to wake up."

C: "Hey! What about me?"

L: "What ABOUT you, short-stack?"

Vic comes over to comfort a hurt Charlene, then angrily looks at Leta.

V: "Leta, why the heck are you doing this? Charlene and I haven't done anything to you."

L: "Because, you simple minded little boy, I did it because I wanted to seperate you from that disgusting, goth, THING you call your "girlfriend"!"

V: "What did you just say?!"

L: "I'm saying that I have a crush on you Victor, and I want you all to myself. Away from...THAT!"

V: "Well, dream on you psychopath, I'm staying with Charlene. Forever and always. Now do everyone a favor, and GET LOST!"

L: "Your supposed to be mine Victor!"

Victor runs and barges into the front door, knocking it off it's hinges. He grabs Charlene's hand and the two run out of the house and into the distance.

Leta gets up from the chair, but instead of chasing after the two, she just slumps to the floor and starts crying.

L: *what am I gonna do now? I've let down master. Now how is Victor going to find out he's the chosen one?"

With that, Leta disappears into a cloud of smoke to approach her master to receive whatever terrible fate was heading her way.

T. B. C

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